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Get Away

I donít love you I donít want you get the hell off my back

You ask me why Iím so deffensive when you are the one whoís always on attack

Stop stalking! Just stop talking! I am about to over react.

Get a damn life I am not your wife!

and if I was at this point I would be so trife

I would go to you tonight, grab a knife

end your sight run away and finally be able to breathe right.

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